The Path of the Master's Development

Isaac looked at the demon woman in front of him in amazement—that face that was exactly the same as his mother made him unable to resist calling out "Mom", but he soon realized that something was wrong after the words came out. .

First, his mother, Isabella Christopher, was a dark mage and demon priest. Although she had a comprehensive knowledge of alchemy, it was a devastating disaster in practice!

Isaac still remembers his mother's whim and wanted to try alchemy when he was a child, but half of his house was blown down and he was crushed under the ruins for three days and three nights!

Second, the temperament of the two is completely different.The demon woman in front of her is wearing an alchemist's robe, buttoned to the top one perfectly, she looks like an ascetic scholar, like Isaac, who exudes femininity anytime, anywhere, and is dressed like a succubus. My sister's glamorous queen-like mother is completely different!

The third and most important point is that it is absolutely impossible for that bastard father of his family to let his mother stay alone in the underground of the Holy City of Light to do some hellish alchemy experiments. If this is his mother, the piece The dog skin plaster will definitely follow along...

Anyway!If he didn't see his father within ten meters, it meant that this must not be his mother!

Staring at the increasingly familiar face, Isaac suddenly thought of a name.He heard his mother say it when he was very young, and then gradually stopped mentioning the name——

"Margaret Sylphs?"

After hearing Isaac's question, the woman who was staring at the experimental table raised her head to glance at the black-haired young man in front of her, and said coldly, "I don't have a son as old as you."

Then she continued to devote herself to the various changes in the alchemy formation.

Apparently, she only denied Isaac's first call of "Mom", and acquiesced in her identity.

——Is she really Margaret Sylphis?

Isaac looked at his "aunt" who hardly left any impression in surprise. Why is this genius scholar in the legend of the demons underground in the holy city of light?

——No, wait, then the hell golem makes sense... Was it made by this little aunt? !

"..."

Thinking of his experience of being chased into a dog by a hell golem just now, Isaac felt like beeping x.

"Excuse me, how do we leave?" Compared to Isaac who was temporarily speechless after being stimulated, Peter focused more on how to get out from between the seals.

After throwing those words to Isaac like a handout, the woman who focused on the experiment continued to keep silent, not even bothering to give the person who broke into her laboratory without permission.

Isaac vaguely remembered the rumors about the princess in hell - chasing the truth, chasing endless knowledge, other than that, she couldn't catch her eyes.

If this Margaret Sylphis is really the same as the rumors, she will talk to them before they are haunted!

Isaac snorted impatiently.

After getting rid of the golem crisis, the anxiety in the black-haired young man's heart gradually rose again.

It was as if something was teasing him, calling him, and he couldn't help but want to go over and take a look.

——Behind that door, there is a secret about him.

"No one can open that door."

When Isaac couldn't help but want to leave the laboratory and go towards the door, Margaret suddenly spoke. Although she didn't look at Isaac, she seemed to have read his heart.

"On the first day and the 15th day of every month, someone will open the teleportation array from the outside. Only at this time can they freely enter and exit between the seals, and they cannot leave here at other times."

The demon female alchemist finally finished the experiment in her hands, recorded the data, and turned her eyes to the two standing there.

"Roland asked you to come?" She asked blankly, but overturned her question before Isaac and Peter answered, "No, no. If Roland sent someone, no no Know that there is no way to open the passage to the outside world from the inside between the seals."

Margaret walked slowly in front of Isaac, and leaned forward to take a closer look.

Those eyes at close quarters looked like they were covered in a layer of frozen permafrost, emotionless - not even a life.

"140 seven-year-old demon, you are the son of Isabella's sister."

She turned her eyes to Peter again—

"Paladins and demons, a rare combination, come with me."

She opened the door of the laboratory on her own, and walked out calmly, as if she also thought that Isaac and Peter should follow behind them.

"..."

Isaac and Peter looked at each other.

——They met a Her Majesty who is more Her Majesty than Vivienne Felix, what should they do? !

Salad.

From the moment they entered this alchemy laboratory, the movement of the hell golem disappeared underground, and the fool also knew that the owner of the golem had at least a 99.5% chance of being the demon woman in front of him, and there was a 0.5% chance of guarding the demon. This place looks like a huge ruin.

Facing a target with repressive force in their hands, what else can they do other than obey?

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In the grove on the east side of the Holy City of Light, Rein, who lost consciousness, and George, who was holding a fake god bone, were confronting each other, while the queen of the Kraken clan was unconscious, and if she continued to be illuminated by the high concentration of light elements, she would really Some of them were "dried" into dead fish.

George took a deep breath and realized that he could no longer drag on, so he could only move his feet slowly to approach Rein who was floating in mid-air.

In order to put the fake god bone back into Rein's body, George's only option was to open a hole in Rein's body and put the bone back directly - but the problem is that this method was feasible for Rein who was a baby back then, but for now This Rein, who is almost an adult... the success rate may be greatly reduced.

Sure enough, after George approached a certain distance, Rein turned his blank eyes to him, and naturally raised his hand hanging by his side, making a warning gesture.

"Warning me not to come near?" George shrugged and said with a smile, capturing the momentary change of the surrounding elements.

——If you want him to describe it, that kind of change is like having an army composed of elements, from a scattered state on standby to a ready state of attack/defense.

The gesture of the elemental villain that he made up for himself with a gun and a sword made him smile, and George took another step forward.

With just one step, George had already walked into Rein's warning line, and the light immediately turned into a rain of arrows, hitting George's path forward. If George walked half a step faster, he would be skewered into barbecued pork by the rain of arrows.

— This is just a warning.

"Hey, hello! Little bastard, I'm your godfather!" George yelled, while using some necromancer spells to distract Rein's attention.

Although Rein in this state is almost like a perpetual motion machine with endless backup energy, his reaction will always be a second or two slower than in the normal state.

And this one or two seconds is the opportunity George wants to fight for.

Bone Spear, Bone Spur, Bone Prison, Shadow, Curse of the Undead, Fear of the Undead—this is not the Valley of the Undead, and the surrounding elements are not very obedient. Even George, the ninth-level necromancer, can only use some low-level spells to prevent it. Before he could recover Rein, he ran out of spells.

When he was traveling and practicing with Rein, George had studied with Rein.

In this state, Rein and the elements seem to have the same will, that is to say, if Rein has an idea, the elements will do it for him, and the time difference between them may not exceed 0.01 second.

So George can't make him "in a hurry" and can only try to "distract him".

You don't even need to think about one spell, and you don't even need to blink for the two spells.

Three, four, five spells were released from different directions at the same time - the response to one of them was slightly slower by 0.5 seconds.

George took a deep breath, and released the seven spells he had stored—this was his limit in this state. At the same time, he himself ran forward quickly.

eight.

The streamer of Rein's blue eyes froze slightly.

Thanks to Laiyin, the state at this time is somewhat similar to that of a machine, and it will only deal with the attacks that appear in the order of first come, first come, so instead, George, who started last and arrived at the latest, touched in front of him.

"Little Rhine, hold on."

Arriving in front of the blond young man, George didn't hesitate at all. With a strong hand, he directly stabbed the false divine bone with the power of the dead bone into Rein's body.

Warm blood flowed from the wound and splashed on George's hands, making a sizzling sound—Ryce's blood was now filled with the power of "light".

Enduring the injury on his hand, George stabbed the bone deeper, turned over to avoid the attack of the light, and couldn't help but swear in his heart.

——Letting a necromancer do this kind of high-intensity exercise is simply inhumane, little Rhine!

The icy blue bones gradually sank into Rein's body along the wound, and George let out a deep breath—this was too damn difficult!Compared with when Rein was a baby, it is simply the difference between the extremely easy mode and the hell mode!

If you needed to be ruthless at that time, then you need to be relentless now!

——Lein, after you wake up, you have to cook for him for another ten years to make up for the typhoid fever he suffered today!

But the virtues of George relaxing were too early.

The elements around Rein have indeed calmed down a bit, but this calmness is just the storm before the calm.

George soon discovered that when the activity of the elements dropped to the lowest level, a shock spread out from the center of the Rein.

He heard the horn.

Solemn, heavy, loud, beautiful, the sound of the horn.

The voice was indistinct, seemingly absent.

It's like a thousand white birds fluttering their wings and singing together.

It is also like a lament for thousands of years immersed in the history of this continent.

George couldn't even tell what kind of tone it was, all he knew was that it had always been there, in a place unheard by all races, the sound of loneliness.

He was overwhelmed by that loud voice, and suddenly felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart—that sorrow should not be heard by himself, nor did he hope to be heard by anyone.

Because whenever people hear that tune, there's always something bad waiting ahead.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

At this time, another sharp and high-pitched voice awakened George from his trance, the voice piercing through his head like a magic voice, like a drill drilling into George's head!

"Stop, stop, stop! I woke up, woke up, really woke up!" George yelled.

Even if he heard the "proud singing" of the Kraken clan at a very close distance, he really couldn't bear it.

Then he found that in the short time he was indulging in the sound of the horn, things had changed a lot!

Thanks to the little siren who woke up at some point and dragged him away from Rein, otherwise he might have turned into charcoal-roasted George Victor while listening to the sound of the horn.

Epitaph: Died indulging in music.

——It's scary just thinking about it!

"What's that sound?!" Sheila, who was holding George, looked at Lein in horror. As sea monsters, although almost no one can appreciate their "beautiful singing voice", the talent of this race in "sound" is indeed is undeniably high.

She felt something even deeper than George—

George turned his mind rapidly to find a solution to the situation in front of him, and asked casually, "What did you see?"

Sheila blinked the milky white eyes of the Sea Race, and her voice suddenly became ethereal: "I saw the flood flooding the earth, the sky collapsing, and the stars falling... The world was pulled by a huge force, as if there was a An invisible hand, cruelly crushing the original... oh!"

The little siren held the back of his head, where George had just smashed his bag with a stone he picked up on the ground!

"what are you doing?!"

"Don't get caught up in it!" George stared at Sheila, and he knew what she was seeing as soon as he heard it. "That's all in the past!"

That was the scene when Timos divided the complete world into three parts. I didn't expect the "messenger" to be there at that time—but there was no messenger at all in this period of history. What did the messenger and the horn exist for?

--Depend on!Now is not the time to think about it!

George gave his scholar soul a hard punch in the heart, because that part of him always whispered in his ear, let him use the sound of the little siren and the sound of the horn to find more buried in history. The truth, that is precious information, a secret that no one knows, and an excellent opportunity that all those who pursue the truth cannot let go!

But the biggest truth right now is - if the little Lain continues like this, the little sea monster will first become a dead fish buried in the ground, and then the little Lain will become the target of the whole continent to chase and destroy!

"Stay farther away." George pushed Sheila away from Rein, and he took out a piccolo from his body.

"Morphy's Flute!" Sheila exclaimed.

When George just took it out, she couldn't help but retreat two meters away from George.As long as it is a living thing, it can't bear the evil breath that is almost overflowing from that flute.

George raised his eyebrows in surprise—this siren still knows a lot.He waved at Sheila like a fly.

"If you know it, stay away."

"You want to play Murphy's flute here?" Sheila screamed, "The last time someone played this ghost flute to create a valley of the dead, he only played it once! And he himself turned into bones! Playing this damned flute here?!"

Murphy was the name used by the Lord of the Undead before he became a god, and the material of this piccolo is just a finger bone of the Lord of the Undead—yes, if it is said that it is attached to the forbidden technique, the bone of the dead, If the first rib is a fake bone, then the Murphy's flute in George's hand is the real bone.

George just held it in his hand, and the place where it touched the piccolo turned black.

Even so, George Victor ignored the scream of the little siren.He just put the flute that could feel the breath of death and decay just by looking at it——

Murphy's flute has no sound when played. It is an artifact of the undead system, and every blow it blows is the god's breath of the lord of the undead.

That power is too huge, so huge that even George can only restrain most of its power and transmit it to Rein, hoping to inject it into the rib in Rein's body.

And the part of the power he couldn't control dissipated to the surroundings, corroding his fingertips, corroding the ground around him, corroding——

Corrosion stopped.

Laing's blue eyes were fixed on the piccolo in George's hand.He frowned almost imperceptibly, and the elements worked together to counteract the power of the Lord of the Undead, refusing to let that power affect Rein, George, and the surrounding land.

At the same time, George seemed to hear the sound of something breaking because of the increase in Rein's power.

Then he realized—something was wrong.

The wound on Rein's body had been healed under the active light element, but there suddenly appeared circles of light waves, like ripples in water.

Immediately afterwards, from the light waves, several ice-blue fragments slowly floated out and fell to the ground.

And Laing.

The activity of the elements around him rose again.

George literally choked on his breath, wanting to vomit blood depressingly.

——This is really... I don’t know what to do at all!

Without that bone, even if he suppressed it for a while, it would only be for a very short time, and Rein could not return to a normal life at all.

He also couldn't choose to put the real god bone of Murphy's Flute in Little Rhine's body.Even George's hands are still full of scars corroded by the breath of the Lord of the Undead at this moment.

The little siren also said that some people turned into bones with just one blow.

Who knows if poking this thing in will directly turn Rein into a pile of bones? !Even if not, who knows if it will activate the horn in Rein's body? !

When the time comes, what if there is a catastrophe that is the end of the world... George thinks he should not do this No. 1 challenge limit.

However, the light elements around Rein are indeed getting thicker and thicker, and George, who was able to manipulate the elements with his powerful magic power, obviously feels a little powerless.

"What is that that?" The little sea monster looked at Rein in fear, his voice trembling, "Is he really human?"

——Godfather, what kind of people are my parents?

——Godfather, can we go to Luluo City... I heard that Lady Saint is preaching there.

—George, don't throw anything in my soup, it will change the taste.

—George, we didn't deal with bandits to rob bandits... put the loot down!

--School?George, are you on a whim again?

——What's the matter, you can't go to school, it's good to experience school life.

——…I don’t think I can experience school life at all with you as the principal.

At first, it was a small group, crawling around around me, and if I didn't pay attention, I would be covered in ashes, but I always didn't cry or make a fuss, and only smiled at myself with the blue eyes inherited from Peter.And that face that was very similar to Vivian always showed an innocent expression when he couldn't speak, which made George unable to lose his temper at all.

When I was a little older, I followed behind me step by step, one by one godfather, and I turned around to inquire about my parents, wanting to take a look at them from afar.Occasionally, he is attracted by some rare things like an ordinary child, but he never hides it because he doesn't want to cause trouble to adults.If you secretly buy it for him, the eyes will light up with stars, twinkling and twinkling, it couldn't be more cute.

I don't know when he stopped calling himself Godfather, and just called him George.He cooks good meals and never mentions about his parents again, but Rein is still the same Rein, gentle, considerate of others, the child he brought up with his own hands.

George smiled: "What is he if he's not human?"

The necromancer stood up resolutely - even if it was only suppressed for a while, he couldn't give up at this time!

At this moment, the sound of something blowing a fan came from far and near—his speed was extremely fast, and he arrived at the center of the elemental riot almost instantly.

A huge force suddenly pressed down from the sky, like a huge hand firmly suppressing all the active and frantic elements, making them have to surrender!

Then the sound of fanning became lighter, and something fell from a very high altitude.

"Lein, I'm here."

Six huge dragon wings covered the sun, and brought the demon youth who had promised to descend from the sky. His purple pupils were cold and affectionate, and he only looked at the person he promised to protect floating in the light.